Acting in a dreamland can actually get feedback in reality...

Is there any more cheating method of digestion than this? No more!

With a hint of enlightenment, Klein recalled his subconscious acting performance, recalled the fire of revenge hidden behind the smile, and at the same time recalled the excessive fire breath and pain, and couldn't help but smile helplessly.

...No, the weight of this gift request is not much worse than the actual performance. If possible, he really doesn't want to experience something similar again, whether in a dream or in reality.

But no matter what, the follow-up potion formula for "Joker" should be put on the agenda!

You can't fall into the dilemma of digesting the magic potion but being stuck with the formula and materials and being unable to advance, right?

However, the embarrassing thing is that he doesn't even know the name of his corresponding Sequence 7 potion, and he doesn't have enough funds to buy it.

While sighing silently in his heart, Klein picked up Alice, who was still awake, and put her on the bed in a polite manner and covered her with a quilt.

Then, he sat on the edge of the bed and stared blankly at the hazy outline of the house outside the window.

He pretended to be concentrating on thinking about his future arrangements, thinking about the fantasy adventure opened by the "Witch" card, and formulating ideas for how to conquer the game in the future. However, it was not until a long time later that he remembered that the key "blasphemous card" was still lying in the cold.

On the floor, no one has noticed it yet.

Absentmindedly, he picked up the cards on the ground and put them back on the desk in the bedroom. Klein stepped forward and walked back to the bed in the center of the room.

After thinking for less than two seconds, he chose to empty his mind and lay down on the edge of the bed with his clothes on.

After lying on the cold hard floor for a night, it's not too much to sleep on the bed now, just treat yourself as a reward... Well, that's right, that's it.

Silently looking at the girl's peaceful and beautiful sleeping face, Klein slowly closed his eyes, then opened them again, confirming that the woman in front of him was not an illusion, but a flesh-and-blood body that really existed here.

The chest will rise and fall, the heartbeat will beat, and warm breath will be exhaled.

This supposedly ordinary scene, under the influence of that extremely beautiful face that is like a divine creation, becomes like a work of art, filled with the tension of movement and stillness, filling it with pure visual color, impacting every kind of

Senses.

Beautiful. Like. Want to touch. Try to get closer.

Every cell and every neuron conducts the same signal.

Like a moth bewitched by candlelight or a bee attracted by the fragrance of flowers, he acted driven by unknown instincts.

He covered her with the quilt with his own hands and pulled it open with his own hands.

He placed his arms on both sides of the girl's body and looked down at her, slightly frowning and shivering.

His eyes finally rested on the half-open soft pink lips.

By some strange mistake, Klein didn't realize the reason for his actions, nor did he think about the consequences of doing so. He just lowered his body little by little and moved closer to the light cherry-colored lips.

At an unprecedented close range, Alice opened her eyes and met his eyes.

The blue eyes shrouded in dusk were full of haziness and confusion, like the last feather that crushed his rationality, falling lightly to the tip of his heart.

Klein closed his eyes and kissed her.

Half a second later, a strange touch on his lips forced him to open his eyes, allowing him to see clearly what was blocking him.

Alice put her four fingers together in front of her mouth, and the kiss naturally landed on her knuckles, just a hair's breadth away from his original target.

Klein suddenly came back to his senses, his heart was beating violently, he propped himself up, and ran away from the girl:

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding...listen to my explanation, I can explain..."

It seemed that Alice had not really woken up until this moment. Alice blinked, sat up while covering her lips with one hand, and said briefly:

"no."

"You... cough, actually, things are not what you think..." Klein cleared his throat to defend, and cursed himself a few words secretly. He couldn't help but want to change his mind and say that things were actually what you thought. I was just temporarily

I am so obsessed with you that I have a crush on you...

But after listening to these words, are you still decent? Not reserved at all, just like a sex critic who is proud of it...

Alice obviously didn't care about his mixed feelings at this time, and yawned a little:

"Well... don't be too nervous. When I say no, I mean kissing is not allowed. You can do it anywhere else, but not here."

After saying that, she half-closed her eyes and lightly tapped her lips, with a brisk and evil smile on her face.

"...Why?" Klein was a little confused. He never expected her to react like this.

This witch...she means that except for kissing on the lips, she won't resist any intimate actions I do to her?

Unaware of his ulterior motives, Alice happily explained:

"Because you think, if you touch each other's lips with someone you don't like, you will naturally feel resistant, right? So it won't work."

After hearing this, Klein, who had a big-horned stag pounding in his heart just a moment ago, finally calmed down again.

Okay, can you please stop emphasizing the fact that you don't like me at this time? I actually know this better than anyone else...

He tried hard to shake off those self-deceptive illusions and the tenderness he felt, climbed out of bed almost with the same hand and feet, and walked to the bedroom door.

"Klein." A sweet voice like plucking strings came from behind, stopping him in his tracks, "Did you forget something?"

After thinking for a while, Klein made a casual tone and interrupted without looking back:

"Want me to help bring breakfast upstairs?"

Alice seemed to sigh:

"Wrong, it's 'Good morning', you idiot."

While he was talking, he heard her footsteps approaching him as she stood up, and felt a warm and soft touch wrapping around him, then left with just a light touch.

She chuckled and let go of the arms that were wrapped around him from behind. She crossed the stiff body with brisk steps, opened the door, hummed a cheerful self-composed tune, walked out of the bedroom, and went straight to the bathroom.

Klein was the only one left at the scene, standing slightly sluggishly, with the girl's sleeping face, hazy eyes, and that embrace full of tolerance and warmth flashing through his mind repeatedly.

The capricious witch...

After sighing helplessly and calming down, in order to avoid embarrassment, he chose to go to the bathroom on the first floor to wash up, so he walked down the stairs, and by chance, he met a humanoid familiar dressed in a small maid costume.

As soon as Eve saw him, she immediately widened her dark eyes and asked crisply:

"Nerd, nerd, you slept with Alice last night, right?"

...What? How did this little guy know?

No, I'm not with Alice at all...

Realizing that if the misunderstanding was not resolved in time, unimaginable disaster would occur, Klein forced a smile on his face and defended their innocent relationship.

After repeated questioning and confirmation several times, Little Eve breathed a sigh of relief:

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay... Alice is still Alice, and I don't have to worry about whether I should change my name to your dad..."

Klein suppressed the twitching at the corner of his mouth and raised his forehead:

"No, don't call me that, I think it will shorten your life..."

Besides, both of them are humans, how could they possibly produce offspring of birds! The thinking circuit of this stupid bird is really unreasonable!

It was half a quarter of an hour after he settled the little incident caused by his familiar, finished washing up, and sat down at the dining table where breakfast was set.

As an unknown detective who has just arrived, Klein knows that his day will start from now on, squatting peacefully at home, practicing making amulets, and waiting for the client who has read the advertisement to appear, or until there is no more business.

It was late at night when I came to the door. I went to bed and closed my eyes to end this boring day.

——The premise is that if Alice is not by his side.

After finishing a breakfast of ham, fried eggs, toast and milk, the two of them moved to the living room and sat on the sofa next to the fireplace.

Since the temperature this morning is quite suitable, it is not as pervasive as the cold at night. There is no warm color of charcoal fire in the fireplace, only the remaining ash settles at the bottom, silently listening to the quiet flow of time.

Klein picked up the morning newspaper on the coffee table and read it, and unexpectedly heard the little sneeze of the girl next to him again.

This was already the fourth sneeze she had sneezed since she went downstairs for breakfast.

"Are you catching a cold? Do you need to take medicine?" He put down the newspaper and asked kindly and concernedly.

Alice replied in a nonchalant tone:

"Maybe a little...it doesn't matter, it will be fine in two days."

Vaguely remembering what arrangements she had told him last night, Klein read the morning newspaper with some uncertainty and recalled:

"Do we have any plans to go out tonight? If you feel uncomfortable, it's better to take some medicine as soon as possible... Speaking of which, can't you use magic to treat diseases? Why don't you cure your own cold?"

"A minor cold of this degree is not even considered a disease. If you have a fever, it's better to say that I can solve it on the spot..." Alice explained in a muffled voice, taking the blanket that Eve brought and wrapping it up

He said, "It won't affect the evening arrangements, don't worry. But remember to pack yourself, because photos are needed to make the ID. The facilitator I contacted will book a photo studio and take photos on site."

In other words, it’s time to use those disguise props at night...

After realizing this meaning, Klein nodded slightly to show his approval:

"That's pretty good, it saves a lot of trouble. So the plan for the evening is to meet the facilitator and then go to the photo studio to take pictures?"

"Well, before going to the photo studio, I need to have dinner with him and... chat with him for a while." Alice seemed a little vague in her answer to this question.

Klein didn't think there was anything wrong with these itineraries, and his spiritual intuition didn't warn him, so he nodded readily and changed the topic to a more realistic level:

"I hope no clients who have seen the advertisement will come to my door tonight, otherwise I will have to bear the pain and miss my first business."
To be continued...